Page 21 of Excitable Boy
She’d gladly spend hours on her knees for him doing this, because she loved him, loved turning herself over to him.
Loved everything about what they had together.
“That’s it, baby,” he encouraged. “Make me come.”
Bobbing her head, she sucked and licked his cock, his erection growing harder and hotter against her tongue, slick, velvety iron as more pre-cum rolled down her tongue.
He took over, fingers digging into her scalp as he started fucking her mouth, making her happily moan as his cock slid deep into her throat with every stroke.
He was back, and safe, and she had him all to herself for a little while. She let the day’s aggravations fade out of her mind and her focus sharpen, narrow until he completely filled it, the steam swirling around them as his scent filled her lungs and his cock filled her mouth.
“Get ready, baby,” he hoarsely said before his balls tightened in her palm and ropes of hot, tangy cum exploded across her tongue and into her mouth. She eagerly swallowed, licked, sucked, getting every drop of cum from his balls and gentling her motions when she knew he’d finished, until falling still with his softening cock pressed against her tongue.
Shayla closed her eyes, her forehead pressed against his abs as he stroked her hair.
“Sucha good girl,” he whispered. “God, I fucking missed you.”
He pulled her to her feet and held her again for a few minutes without talking. She’d almost wondered if he’d fallen asleep on his feet when he finally spoke.
“Call in pizza,” he mumbled. “Delivery. Fuck leaving the house.”
She smiled. “Yes, Sir. That sounds damn good to me.”
She finished her shower first and climbed out to do it, Tony joining her, naked, in the living room a moment later, her cuffs and collar in his hand and a tired smile on his face.
“I’ll grab shorts for when the pizza arrives. You can stay wrapped up on the couch in a blanket.” He buckled them onto her. “Let me know when it’s close.” He headed through the kitchen and to the playroom, making Shayla smile.
Maybe I’ll get lucky after all.
He hadn’t returned yet by the time she received the order confirmation. “Thirty minutes, Sir,” she called out.
“Excellent,” he called back. “Do we have any beer or cider?”
“Yes, Sir. Cider.”
“I’ll take one to start. Set it on the coffee table for me, please. One for you, too, if you want. I’ll be right there.”
She retrieved the bottles from the fridge, opened them, and set his on a coaster while she curled up on the couch.
He returned a moment later with a blindfold, ball gag, and several implements in hand.
And their Hitachi.
He set up everything and picked up his bottle, took a long swig from it, and then belched before setting it back down. “Be right back.” This time, he headed for their bedroom, both cats trailing in his wake andmaowingloudly in protest that they hadn’t been sufficiently spoiled yet.
He returned wearing shorts. In his hands he carried a towel, condom, lube, glove…
And a butt-plug.
He set them all on the coffee table. “I’mnot the one who will be wearing it,” he said, waggling his eyebrows at her and making her giggle. “And youdohave a gorgeous ass, baby.”
“Yes, Sir,” she said. “Thank you, Sir.”
He sat down on the couch and patted his lap. “Come on.”
She eagerly climbed over him, and he wasted no time. He pulled on the glove, lubed a finger, and started working it into her ass and making her moan. She’d never thought she’d love anal this much before, but as with everything else they’d done, Tony had rewired her brain to love it.
Didn’t hurt that he made it feel so good, either.
